She's a killer, I should've known she'd kill. My gut instincts said let her go, but my other instincts urged me further still. But my guard was down long before my everything was left a wisp.
She's a drug, she let me learn addiction. Every hit opened my eyes, but each time it also narrowed my vision. I was comatose, and pulling the plug just woke me up.
She's amazing, but one day the wind blew another way, the lighting changed, the present became the past, and the future became empty. I stumbled onto a different path, and into the darkness I tread. Whether a step takes me closer or further to her, I couldn't say, only knowing that we're still somehow touching, still got a case of her.
She's a mineshaft, that keeps on going. Doesn't wait for anyone. Coal black breath may be dangerous, but so are splintering beams. Let the light shine in, only clouds cast shadows.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment